AN:
So I had like a LOT of fun with this chapter. Like beyond a lot of fun with it and the Valar.
Thorin buries his head into his hands, not wanting to deal with what is in front of him. He prays to Mahal, which has always felt weird to him, that this is just a trick of the light. That his blind, trouble making, joke cracking, highly flirtatious younger brother is not in front of him. He lifts his head. Nope still there. Who did he anger to curse him with this? Frerin doesn't need his sight to be a thorn in his side not with large puppy dog eyes, the scars around them doing nothing to fight the effect of them, his silver tongue and the fact that everyone seemed to look the other way when he is up to make mischief, mischief that he teaches to his nephews!
"How did you escape Dis?" he groans not sure if he wants to know or if he should be worried that he will have two more tag alongs, where Dis goes Vili follows… always. Frerin gives him a smug smile.
"Vili helped…. unknowingly."
Thorin groans again, unaware of the gobsmacked look on the Burglar's face.
"What happen to adad!" Fili asks worriedly, he and his brother had moved to hang off their blond Uncle's shoulders.
"Nothing bad lads, broke his cane as he was pouting about not being able to come with ya. Took a small tumble that had yer amad worried."
Bilbo watches the four interact, a small warm feeling building in his chest. Gandalf clears his throat.
"As touching as this is those trolls could not have moved in daylight."
"There is a troll hoard near by."
"Pleasant! We get to smell rotting flesh and troll shit."
"Frerin!"
"Sorry, sorry lead the way."
Thorin grunts playfully and shakes his head. Frerin of course reacts by sticking out his tongue at his older brother. Following the Wizard they manage to find the cave that the Trolls cave. Thorin narrows his eyes when his brother announces that he is happy to stay outside with the "adorable sounding person who saved them from being eaten by Trolls" and he did not like the look that entered the Burglar's eyes either. Squashing the feeling of possessiveness, for who he did not know, he enters the cave. Being a Dwarf he can feel the stone beneath his feet welcoming him but he can also feel the call of well made weapons, they sing out to him, beg him to look at them and he follows their call to a large vase with multiple swords sticking out of them. With gentle hands he picks one up and it coos to him what it's make named it. Orcist, it coos and unaware he speaks and the Wizard answers. He hears the words Elvish and he nearly drops it, ignoring the crying out of the sword.
"You could not ask for a better weapon!"
The sword echoes that yes, yes it will be good, it will best weapon. he almost smiles then and nods his head. Fine he will keep the Elvish sword. He goes to turn around when another sword calls out, it does not want to stay in the dark, please, please don't leave me in the dark! So he grabs it, Aerandir it says with a sigh of happiness. It's light and seems to sing when moved, a perfect sword for Frerin. Out of the corner of his eyes he sees the Wizard pick up a letter opener presumably for the Halfling.
Frerin takes Aerandir happily attaching it to his belt with ease and Thorin is surprised when Bilbo takes the letter opener with ease.
"It has been a long time since I've held one of these," the Halfling mutters.
There is the sound of something crashing through the under brush and the Halfling and Frerin are pushed to the middle of the group.
"Thieves! Fire! Murder!" shouts a very dirty and crazy looking Wizard as he slides to a stop. Gandalf seems to know the Wizard because he attempts to talk to him only to be ignored as the Brown Wizard stares at the Halfling.
"My Lady? What on Earth are you doing here!? It's not safe, not safe at all!
"Well that was unexpected," Manwe says blinking quickly.
"Who ever expects Aiwendil? He knows his Lady always," Varda says with a grin.
"Are we not going to talk about how Thorin glares when his brother flirts with Bilbo!?"
"And how Bilbo seems completely oblivious to it as he sends looks to Thorin?"
"So new bets?"
"Mandos?"
"Mahal will win of course but I bet that Frerin gets the first kiss by complete accident."
"Oh you are on Brother."
AN:
Is it bad that I wanna pair Otho up with Frerin and Dis and Vili up with Lobelia and the Dwarrows be like OUR Hobbits yesh and the Valar and Eru be like Oh my goodness too cute... This my turn out to be a very sad story if I'm not careful with a very canon ending that will have me in tears
